Don't sneak up behind me

Yesterday, Josh was to start work at 2. At 1, I said goodbye to Josh as I went upstairs to put Noah down for a nap (he had broken his nap into two...dirty rat) as Josh was going to leave a few minutes later. Well, Noah went down really quickly and so I came back downstairs.

Apparently I came down very quietly. Josh was not expecting me to come back before he left.

I walked to the garage where Josh was putting on his workboots, and facing away from me. As he turned around I did what anyone in my position would do - I hid behind the doorway and then popped out yelling 'RARRRRR!'

Josh's response was not what I had expected.

I expected him to jump, maybe yell a bit, laugh, and give me a hug. Instead, he jumped, went into a trance like state, put on his serious face, and pulled his hand back to punch! Now to be clear, this all happened in a microsecond - he had no real intention of punching me. This is the split second response of my highly trained husband :)

When he realised it was me, he went out of his 'trance' and laughed kinda irritatedly (not a word, but who cares). Apparently, you never come up behind such a highly trained superhero.